"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 10 negative emotion points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 20 negative emotion points."
... Now, the withered emotion value storage tank suddenly became full of vitality, commonly known as Jibo.
The dozen boys who listened to the story made their own contributions, and Zhang Di gained more than 200 negative emotions at once.
The current emotion value has soared from 50 points just now to 1270 points. Sure enough, it is good for men to be a little bit coquettish.
It's just that the friendship boat capsized.
A dozen friends were ready to fight and wait to deal with Zhang Di.
"Zhang Di, Nima... Are you looking for a fight?"
"Are you sick?"
"This guy is definitely stupid."
"Fuck, we are his grandsons."
Zhang Di looked around and said seriously: "It's none of my business if you become my grandsons. I didn't ask you to listen to the joke."
Then, everyone looked at Wang Chaoyong at the same time.
Wang Chaoyong said with a guilty conscience: "How could I know that the jokes Zhang Di told would help him improve his seniority? I am also a victim!" Then he angrily said: "Zhang Di, don't slander me. It's obviously you who want to take advantage of everyone. If I knew you were so mean, I should have thrown you against the wall." "..." Zhang Di's mouth twitched, and he stared at Wang Chaoyong for three seconds. Wang Chaoyong said with a stiff face: "Why, do you still want to hit me? Have you forgotten the last time you slandered me? What's wrong with scolding you?" "Very good!" Zhang Di nodded, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. In short, he had a very bold idea. "Zhang Di, I tell you, you deserve a beating." Wang Sihan, who had been competing with Zhang Di for the ranking of poor students in the back row, raised his hand and was about to slap Zhang Di's head. Zhang Di stood up suddenly and hit his head. Two screams were heard. Wang Sihan covered his arm with a face full of pain. Zhang Di covered his head with a face full of pain. "Fuck, my arm is broken... My arm is broken." Wang Sihan's forehead was covered with sweat and his arm was red and swollen.
Zhang Di said in a deep voice: "Your arm is broken? I still have a concussion."
However, it seems that he used too much force.
Is this arm really broken?
But if he rashly went over to care, wouldn't he be a little suspicious?
Zhang Di chose to wait and see, while covering his concussed head in pain.
"I... I have to go to the infirmary to check, my arm may really be broken by you, Zhang Di, you have to pay for my medical expenses..."
Wang Sihan left a word and rushed to the infirmary for examination.
"Fuck, my head is fine, you said your arm is broken? Wait, don't leave yet!"
"What for?"
Zhang Di took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and threw it to him: "Take this hundred yuan to check your arm, and give me a thousand yuan to do a brain CT scan."
Wang Chaoyong laughed proudly: "Facts have proved that everyone should use their brains to make money in the future, not use their brains."
Zhang Di glanced at Wang Chaoyong; this guy deserves to be punished.
"..."
"Forget it." Wang Sihan shook his head repeatedly: "Neither of us will compensate each other, it's even, it's okay to be even, right?"
How much does it cost to take an arm X-ray?
At most, it's a few dozen yuan.
A brain CT scan will cost at least several hundred yuan, Wang Sihan knows which is more important.
But Zhang Di is really worried that Wang Sihan's arm is broken, and there are less than 10,000 yuan left in his small treasury, so he can't put it all in.
So he took the initiative to say: "Let's go, I'll accompany you to the infirmary, and I'll pay for whatever you spend. Don't worry, I won't ask you to check my brain."
"That... okay!"
Wang Sihan, whose family conditions are not very good, accepted it happily.
So the two of them went to the infirmary, and after the school doctor's examination, there was nothing wrong.
The school doctor said: "Don't lift heavy objects when you go back. Apply more safflower oil every morning, noon and night, and you will be fine in three to five days."
Zhang Di was relieved.
Wang Sihan also knew that Zhang Di's family conditions were worse than his, so he took the initiative to say: "How can there be no conflicts between classmates? Our conflicts are not big, so let's stop here. By the way, Zhang Di, is your head really okay?"
"It's okay, I'm stubborn."
Wang Sihan felt a little guilty: "I shouldn't have hit you earlier. You spent dozens of dollars. I'll treat you to ramen at noon."
Zhang Di thought about it; he was obviously the victim, so he had to recover some losses, so he shook his head...
How nice is it to have dinner with a girl? Forget about accompanying you, you are a grown man.
"Forget about going, I can save money," Wang Sihan said with a painful face, looking at the safflower oil in his hand: "A small bottle of safflower oil costs thirty yuan, it's too expensive."
Wang Sihan decided to find an opportunity to sell safflower oil to other students. Well, Qin Meng is a very good choice, stupid and rich.
"Zhang Di, is there any medicine that can replace safflower oil to treat injuries? I want the cheap ones, preferably not more than five yuan."
Zhang Di's mouth twitched: "Then it can only be alcohol."
"Is alcohol really okay?"
Zhang Di nodded seriously: "Yes, alcohol can not only disinfect, but also has a good combustion-promoting effect."
Wang Sihan asked in confusion: "Does the combustion-promoting effect have anything to do with the alcohol I use to wipe my arm?"
"Why not?" Zhang Di said seriously: "Didn't the school doctor ask you to wipe it once in the morning, noon and evening? I think the fire will burn more vigorously during cremation."
"Zhang Di, you are..." Wang Sihan was numb.
Finally, he said angrily: "I have never seen a more mean person than you. You are so mean that the pandas on this mountain are almost starved to death by you."
At this time, the bell for class rang.
"Fuck, class is about to start, run."
Fortunately, the two arrived at the classroom before the English teacher started. Qin Meng was still sulking, and when she saw Zhang Di, she snorted and turned her head away.
Zhang Di poked Qin Meng with his finger: "Are you still angry?"
"Hmph!" (҂⌣̀_⌣́)
"Don't be angry, I'll treat you to lunch at noon."
"Hmph, I don't want to."
Qin Meng pouted in grievance; your family conditions are so poor, how can I bear to let you treat me to a meal?
Zhang Di whispered: "Then why don't you just treat me to a meal, and I promise you that you can treat me to a big meal!"
"That's better!" Qin Meng sat up straight on the spot, looking very happy.
"Here, this is for you." Zhang Di took out the money he spent on Yangtao yesterday and asked Gouzi to buy the lollipop.
"Wow, lollipop, thank you Zhang Di, you are so nice to me." Qin Meng took the lollipop with a red face, and happiness was written on her face.
It has been three years, and this seems to be the first time that this steel straight man gave her something. Although it is just a lollipop, it is a good start of love.
Now it is a lollipop, and in the future it will be a candy lollipop!
Qin Meng blushed and whispered: "Zhang Di, can you play games with me tonight?"
"Okay, no problem, but only before nine o'clock."
"Yeah, then I'll wait for you."
After nine o'clock, Zhang Di will go out to catch ghosts.
Wang Chaoyong only felt his heart twitch; emmm.
Are you guys cheap?
I am so miserable, the dog Yue Lao, will he take my red rope out to walk the dog?
This class is boring English, which is like a heavenly book to Zhang Di.
Fortunately, the handsome English teacher stopped talking halfway through the lesson, put the book on the table directly, and chatted with the students.
"The college entrance examination is coming soon. After the college entrance examination, you will go your separate ways. I wish you all can get into the university of your choice."
"In addition, many students in our school say that learning English is useless when entering society, and you can't make money with English."
The English teacher glanced around: "I can now tell you responsibly that learning English can really make money."
"Look at me. While being a teacher here, I can also do some English tutoring. More importantly, I can be a translator in my spare time."
"This is a considerable income. I graduated from college four years ago. In just three years, I bought a house in Puzhou City with full payment."
"Then I spent another year to buy myself a car. It's not very expensive, just a family car worth more than 200,000 yuan."
"So, all of you have to cheer me up!"
The students were fascinated by these words. This is an inspirational story, a successful person with a house and a car.
Zhang Di didn't think so. He felt that Teacher Zhao was exploiting his classmates. He stood up and helped the whole class to fight for justice.
"Teacher Zhao, why should we give you gas for the car you bought?"
"..."